Friday: sucked. I messed up a lot.. I smoked again for the first time since before summer. Downed like half a pack of cigs. But by the end of the day it was okay. I was able to breathe and I got out of My head.Saturday was a decent day.. I tried you know? Tried to be super positive and uplifting and whatever.
Sunday was actually a great day first time in a long time that I felt hope, I felt happy you know? Like people cared about me. Like I could recover from how I’ve been..
Then Monday came. Back to reality, I woke up so bummed out and numb.. like back to having to dig into friends for answers. Back to feeling lost.
How do I keep the good days going?!